Palamino Star


Our Poem

You've enslaved my heart oh golden steed,
I long to follow where'er you lead.
Perchance your dreams entwine with mine,
To ride the wind o'er turf so fine.
Your ?axen mane will brush my face,
As fleet of foot away you race.
You weave your spell with rakish stride,
Oh untamed spirit of maverick pride.

Verse by Mary Lascelles

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